I'm holding my babies closer to me and praying God will
bless, uplift, and comfort the people of Belgium and France.
After I heard about the horrific terrorist attacks I immediately felt confused
and worried about this world we live in. I worried for my children.
Will they have a future? Will they be happy and feel safe?
Then, I looked to God for comfort and for peace.
I read in 2 Corinthians chapter 1
God cares for and comforts His people-
especially in the darkest of hours.
"Who comforteth us in all our tribulation,
that we may be able to comfort them
which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith
we ourselves are comforted of God. "
Fear is the opposite of faith.
I cannot fear the world and teach my children to have faith-
that doesn't work. They do not exist together.
I know there is a plan.
I know there is a plan.
A bigger, greater plan that will one day make complete sense.
All the pain and suffering and heartache will not be for nothing.
I have to believe that- it's how I can put one
foot in front of the other each day and continue on.
I am chatting today on Mormon.org if you would like to stop by.
